There’s a civily-un. There’s a war. Here’s a General. And a sore. Here’s a joke. A toke. I’ll kill you if you smoke.
It’s a protest. A farce. A king and no monarch. Here’s a fish. There’s a meal. I don’t care what you steal. Here’s a thief. There’s a blade. Fuck off. Stop raining on my parade.
Take a knife. To my heart. In writing there’s no art. Go to hell. Take this spell. Bowl an over, do it well. In this glass is the worst - a Johnny Walker and a curse. A kingdom and a spur. A level field and a cur. A landmine and it’s over.
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2 comments:
woah... goose bumpy!
Angel - thank you. I think you're the only person who reads what I write!
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